I wonder what I'd be like had you not smelled my daddy issues like, like a shark scents blood in the water. What kind of life I'd have if you never whispered obscenities down the phone line into my fourteen year old ears. What I'd think about love, and sex had I not given up my virginity in a one night stand so you wouldn't be disappointed. Or even if I hadn't learned from you that love, sex, and the person you're fucking are of no consequence so long as I get mine. It's no wonder that I am terrified by love and find sex to be hollow, and have an overwhelming fear of abandonment.